she wanted to apologize again, she did feel bad. but she knew if she kept bothering him it would be weird. they didn't know each other. they were strangers, the only thing they shared together was the he had her dead boyfriends number.
to: the drunk person
i wanted to apologize myself for being rude. i had only gotten a an hour worth of sleep before you messaged me. it wasn't right for me not accept your apology. everyone has their own things to be upset about.
she was hesitant to text back, and she didn't. it still hurt to much to talk to people. to let her existence be known by others. she'd rather be alone than to continue to get hurt by people.
'and another bottle to keep the pain at bay' she thought to herself.
